I beat myself. Teachers often say that "you can beat yourself if you have courage". Can you believe it? I believe that because of this sentence, I have not lost my integrity. What happened? Please listen to me slowly.
It happened in an English exam in grade four. At that time, all the students were seriously answering questions. Only the voice of "brush, brush, brush ……" is in the examination room, and I am no exception. I have survived many difficulties and have finished listening, multiple-choice questions and reading questions! There is only the last composition question left, but that composition question has racked my brains. I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't write it. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. What shall we do? Suddenly, a crooked idea came into my mind-cheating. I looked up at the teacher, who was absorbed in correcting my homework. I turned to look at my classmates around me, and everyone was immersed in the answer. After confirming the safety, I carefully put my hand into the drawer. I'm in a cold sweat and my heart is pounding. Just when I came across the English book, my hand was pulled back like electricity. I am ambivalent in my heart. Vanity said to me, "take out the book quickly!" As long as you read it, you can get full marks. If you don't read it, you won't even get 90 points! " Can honestly say to me: "can't look! The results are so good that they depend on their own strength, and the results copied are shameful! Didn't the teacher always say to be honest? You have to be an honest boy! " "Vanity" and "honesty" have launched a fierce tug-of-war in my heart! What shall we do, peep or not? I looked up trembling and saw the teacher smiling at me. I was so ashamed that I thought: How can I forget my teacher's teaching? After a pause, I gave up the idea of cheating and tried again. After my thinking, I finally finished my composition!
"Jingle bell ..." The bell rang, and I walked out of the examination room, feeling very relaxed. Yes, you can beat yourself with courage!
I beat myself. Gorky said: "The greatest victory is to defeat yourself." Yes! A person is always growing up by constantly overcoming himself, and sometimes he needs to overcome laziness; Sometimes you need to overcome timidity; Sometimes we need to overcome carelessness ... they are like stumbling blocks. Only by knocking them down can we succeed!
I remember when I was nine years old, one of my teeth was loose and I couldn't eat neatly. It hurts to eat my favorite meat; Eating green vegetables still hurts. I'm bored to death! To this end, my mother tried her best to tear it off, such as rubber bands and sliding doors ... but it was too painful. At the critical moment, I chickened out, and my mother did not give up, so she had to offer to take me to the dentist. This can't be done. Thinking about the horrible pliers and covered in blood, I couldn't help shivering and hurriedly refused, but my mother insisted on letting me go. I can't beat her, so I have to.
I couldn't help shivering when I walked into the hospital. When I arrived at the tooth extraction room and saw the doctor wearing a white coat and a blue mask, I secretly began to regret it, but when I came, how could I go back? My mother seemed to see my fear and shook my hand. I lay obediently in the chair, closed my eyes and dared not breathe. I waited left and right with my mouth open and didn't feel any pain. You know, the most painful thing is this suffering. But suddenly, the doctor let me go. Did I give up treatment? My mother told me that my tooth had been pulled out and asked me to wash my mouth. I opened my mouth in doubt and touched the position of the sick tooth. It's empty. I am refreshed and happy to go home.
Difficulties and tensions are small puddles, which can be crossed by gently lifting your feet. Only by defeating the beasts and demons in your heart can you succeed.
I overcame my composition 3 and stopped moving forward because I was uncomfortable; Now, I have crossed the finish line and defeated myself.
This happened on a Friday a few weeks ago. On that day, I had to measure 400 meters. Beneath my calm appearance, there is a restless heart. I'm not afraid of 400 meters, but worried about whether my body can support it.
The second group is drawing to a close, and it will be our turn soon. I was on pins and needles. Team three in position. With teacher Fan's whistle, everyone rushed out of the starting point at the same time, making it even harder to win.
After half a lap, Zhong Jiajun came first, and I followed closely. It was not long before. Suddenly forgot that we shouldn't speed up now. When my brain gets hot, I grit my teeth. There are only three children in my heart: surpass her! Sure enough, it didn't take me long to occupy the first place, but I knew in my heart that I couldn't keep going at this speed.
On the second lap, I still played the role of "leader". But my legs became more and more out of control, and I began to gasp. "Come on!" I heard the cry from my heart. ""Persistence is victory. If you want to fall, fall outside the finish line! "My heart once again ignited a flame and fought for myself!
There are still half a lap, and the legs are as heavy as lead. I have no strength to run forward, and my breathing is getting worse and worse. This ... I hesitated. Should I stop? I'd love to, but it's impossible. I want to beat myself. As time goes on, it seems very long and getting closer! I crossed the finish line with my last strength.
At this moment, how I want to shout at the blue sky: "I have defeated myself!" " "
On Sunday afternoon, I finished writing my composition, which is the time for my table tennis class.
After class, my mother and I walked out of the classroom excitedly. After walking through the familiar stairs, a ray of sunshine shines on me, warm and comfortable. I looked up, and a row of narrow iron ladders on the wall went straight to the attic above, and the sun shone through the gap in the attic. I stopped and asked my mother curiously, "What's the attic like?" Mom smiled mysteriously: "Baby, you want to know so much, climb up and have a look yourself!" " "
I looked at the tall and narrow iron ladder, drumming in my heart, which was very contradictory. It's like two little people quarreling in my heart. One said in my right ear, "Li Maoyu, it must be a wonderful and beautiful place." Go up and see! " The other one said in my left ear, "Li Maoyu, don't go up. The iron ladder is steep and high. What if I fall? " I'm very upset.
Seeing my indecision, my mother patted me on the shoulder and encouraged me: "Son, you must be brave enough to take the first step." I got up my courage and clutched the stairs with both hands. One step, two steps ... higher and higher, my palms are sweating and my feet are shaking. Inadvertently looking down, I was scared out of my wits. The little courage I just had has disappeared into the clouds. I escaped in two steps and hurried downstairs.
My mother looked at my embarrassment and smiled. After comforting me a little, she encouraged me: "Nothing is difficult in the world. If you try again, you will succeed. " After listening to it, my mother felt very reasonable. You can't do things halfway. I am a man. Be brave. I went up the stairs again. With the first lesson, in the process of climbing, I never looked down again and climbed to the top of the building step by step. I can't help shouting excitedly: "I succeeded!" " I beat myself! "Immediately, I was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of me. The sun set, and the brilliance of the setting sun dyed the clouds in the horizon red. How beautiful! The efforts just now were really not in vain.
On the way home, my mother praised me as a brave child and gave me a thumbs-up sign! My heart is full of joy.
I beat myself. One night, I woke up from my sleep and suddenly wanted to go to the toilet. I got up bleary-eyed
At this moment, the intelligent nightlight of the bedside lights up, and the light falls on the doll. The shadow of the doll looked at me wickedly, like a monster with its teeth bared. I got a fright, quickly got into bed, covered my head tightly with a quilt, and dared not look out again.
I held my breath, closed my eyes and fumbled for the switch of the headlights in the room, as if to press it with all my strength, and the room suddenly lit up. When I looked at the doll, she was smiling at me. It was a false alarm.
Although I confirmed that the room was safe, I was still afraid to open the door because I was afraid of all kinds of terrible things hidden in the dark living room. I think of many horror stories: 12 is witch time, at that time, there will be many monsters; In the middle of the night, the tooth snatching witch will take the child's tooth and leave an eye or a dead mouse on the pillow. ...
The more I think about it, the more I get scared. I want to call my parents next door, but on second thought, my parents have worked too hard and need a rest now. I can't disturb them. I encourage myself: mom says there are no monsters in the world, and I have grown up and should be braver; There's nothing to be afraid of in your own house. The door is closed. Why not?
I picked up the night light in one hand and opened the door in the other, but I was surprised to find that the living room was not dark at all. The bright moonlight shone through the window, and I suddenly stopped being afraid. After going to the bathroom, I went back to my room to sleep and fell asleep again.
This is an ordinary night, but this night is of great significance to me, because, on this night, I beat myself.
I beat myself. As long as I persist, I can beat myself. This is a sentence I often hear, which often reminds me of the first time I walked at night.
I went to my brother's house that day and got home after 9 o'clock. My parents couldn't pick me up, so I had to go home by myself.
Walking at night for the first time. I was originally timid. I'm afraid of the power failure at home, let alone walking at night. I can't help shivering. I walked forward gently, but I always felt that someone was following me, and all kinds of messy things came to my mind, making my legs tremble.
Suddenly, I felt a shadow flash behind me. Mom, my hair is standing neatly. My composition slowly turned around and said falteringly, "Who is who?" I turned around and found nothing. I really scared myself. I walked on, and the wind slowly reached me like a huge talon, making the tree rattle and shake. In the corner of the house, there seems to be a monster crouching down. You can always swallow it when you pass by.
Thinking about it, I am more and more afraid, and my heart is about to jump out. I don't believe in demons on TV at all, damn it. Now, I'm afraid to run away, and I'm afraid I'll be eaten by ghosts if I take one step.
When I got home, I realized that there were no ghosts in the world. After this night, I finally defeated myself.
I beat myself. Composition 7 Gorky put it well-"The greatest victory is to defeat yourself", which I quite agree with. If you defeat yourself, you will be afraid of nothing.
When I was in the third grade, the teacher said, "The monitor rotates once a day (designated by the monitor), so each of us has many opportunities! ""But the teacher didn't choose me, and I was depressed. A few days later, because two students didn't manage the class well, the teacher dismissed them and made me and Zhang monitor. Because I have no experience as a monitor, I failed to do my duty several times before, for example, the teacher came, the class was still noisy, and I didn't shout to stand up when the teacher came ... I thought, "Why? Can't I do better than myself? " I always thought so, so on the fourth day, I managed the class well all day, and the teacher praised me. I am very happy. Isn't it a happy thing to beat yourself? "
Another time, the teacher asked us to hold a speech contest, and I was unfortunately drawn. I hate to part with it, because my recitation level has been very poor in the class. The teacher actually let me participate in the competition this time. Does the teacher want me to hit myself? With this in mind, I will carefully write my speech and read it again and again. I must overcome myself! Excellent performance in the competition has been recognized by teachers and classmates.
Finally, on that day, my heart was pounding and I was very excited. It's my turn to go on stage. I picked up my speech and recited it happily. After I recited it, many people applauded me (although I was the last one), but I beat myself, I beat myself!
Students, don't be depressed when you encounter difficulties. Try to beat yourself. If you don't have the courage, you think to yourself-I will beat myself, that's all.
In the afternoon, I typed my own composition 8, a news that made me shudder-blood was drawn!
Hearing this, I was trembling with fear, just like wearing a shirt in the cold wind. You know, I'm most afraid of drawing blood-a transparent tube like a snake with a needle in front. The needle greedily sucks blood, and the blood flows into the container through a transparent pipe. The more I think about it, the more scared I am. There is also bad news-go to the Public Security Bureau to draw blood, Public Security Bureau! I have done nothing illegal. I went there to draw blood. They are all policemen. Do they draw blood? What a big loophole! It rained all night! Alas, inevitably, I had to leave in anger.
After my aunt and I found a place to draw blood, we waited for a while. I am calm on the surface, but my legs are shaking all the time and my heart is full of fear. A police uncle came up, "him? He drew blood? Is this, this, this true? Feeling, feeling, and a bit unreliable! " I have a string of questions in my heart. The police uncle read my medical insurance card, filled out a form, took out all kinds of "instruments of torture"-alcohol, cotton swabs, a translucent round piece of paper that looked like filter paper, and then the "killer" landed on the "battlefield", but it was not a blood draw device. I am very happy. But in a second, my heart collapsed-that, that unexpectedly, turned out to be something used to make a bloody mouth! My limbs were weak, but the police uncle said something that no one believed: "It won't hurt." I can't believe it: "Ghosts don't hurt people." I said to myself.
"Since ancient times, no one has died in life, and everyone has a morning and a night. I am throwing caution to the wind, being a man and fighting! " I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and held out my right hand. "I'm not afraid, I'm an indomitable spirit ..." When I opened my eyes again, all the blood had already flowed out. "Ow ~ ~ pain, pain, pain, don't pinch, ow ~ ~" After several screams, the blood was squeezed out and wiped on the round paper. He's not enough. I put up with it, and he finally got well.
I finally beat myself. It turns out that blood drawing is not so scary! This is just my own psychological effect.
I beat myself. Have you ever seen a sign in the hospital that says no yelling? Have you ever seen all famous mountains oppose spitting? Have you ever seen someone standing at the traffic lights across the street? I feel proud every time I think about it.
One day, I finished eating at my grandmother's house. In the afternoon, after I woke up from my dream, I looked at my watch. It was 2: 05. I put on my shoes and use my usual running ability to make them work. I was even more nervous when I saw that there were almost no pupils beside me.
It seems that there is only one road from the school, but when I was about to run over, the cunning traffic lights glared like fire. I hesitate to go in or out. I looked at the school gate in front of me and really wanted to fly quickly. Suddenly, a kind angel appeared in front of me. He told me angrily how to violate the traffic rules. Didn't the teacher and family say to you, "Is obeying traffic rules a guarantee of safety?" An evil angel floated up to me and said, don't listen to him. You see, school will be over soon, or you will be criticized by the teacher if you don't go in. The kind angel came over in a hurry and said to me anxiously, "Even if you are late, it is more important to obey the rules than to be late." Suddenly, a fairy came to my heart. He told me a famous saying: If you don't follow the rules, you can't be Fiona Fang. I'll wait until the green light is on.
Although I was late, I understood a truth: obeying the rules is more important than anything else.
I beat myself. Gorky said: "Man's greatest success is to defeat himself." Yes, people always grow up in the process of constantly defeating themselves. People sometimes need to overcome their laziness, and sometimes they need to stand on their mediocrity. Sometimes we need to overcome our carelessness. They are like a series of bold obstacles. Only by bravely knocking them down can we succeed.
I am always careless in my studies, and I can't get high marks in every exam. Either here or there. It is often these details that make me lose points and keep my grades from going up. For this reason, my parents are always worried about me, and so am I. I remember one day after school, other students in my class walked out of the classroom. I asked Yan Chuxiang, the best student in our class, if he could get a high score. He said to me affirmatively, "You just have to listen carefully in class, follow the teacher's ideas, and finish every assignment carefully after class.". You will definitely get high marks through your own efforts. People are not born smart, believe in yourself. " After listening to his words, I suddenly realized. From that day on, I began to study hard and listen carefully in class. Although I have made full preparations for the mid-term exam, I am still very nervous, and I don't know if I will fail. What if I didn't do well in the exam? The exam started, and I worked hard. I think it's time. I see my watch is still early. After I finished writing, I checked it again, especially the calculation questions and units. I have checked all the places that are prone to mistakes. Tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink. I am so happy after 5 o'clock that I can't wait to run home and tell my parents my score.
Passing this exam also made me understand a truth. A person's greatest enemy is not others, but himself. Only by overcoming your inner carelessness and self-confidence can you win the final victory.
I typed my composition 1 1. Every time I see my mother bring delicious food to the table, I wonder how my mother is so powerful! You can make food fragrant and delicious. Today, I decided, I also want to learn cooking from my mother!
I like hot and sour shredded potatoes best. Learn this. First, we have to pick two round potatoes, peel them, and then wash them. Wash it carefully! After washing, put it on the chopping board and prepare to turn it into shredded potatoes! Be careful when cutting. I watched my mother cut a potato first, and then my mother patiently instructed me: "Don't cut your hand!" " It will hurt to cut your hand. "I finally cut a round potato into shredded potatoes. Put the potatoes in the vegetable basin, add water and wash them again, and the starch will be removed more cleanly. Next, we are going to cut a small pepper. You can put two or three spicy food, but we can't eat spicy food at home. Just put a little pepper on it.
Next comes the most important part: cooking. Be careful when cooking, because oil will get a big blister on your hands. First, we pour some oil. When the oil is hot, put the pepper and shredded potatoes into the pot. Mom told me to put on gloves and said, "It's not good to spray oil on my hands for the first time!" " "So I obediently put on my gloves.
"It's time to put salt!" Mom said. "It's time to put vinegar," my mother reminded me.
Finally, the long-awaited moment has come, and the hot and sour potato shreds are out of the pot!
I carefully put the shredded potatoes on the plate. Why should I be careful? Because I'm afraid I'll get shredded potatoes on the table. If I do this, my mother will talk about me again. I'm looking forward to my mother's comments on my shredded hot and sour potatoes.
My mother took a bite and said, "well, I have a good grasp of salt and light, and I have a good grasp of heat." She is really my daughter! " "
I tasted it, but it was not as delicious as my mother said. I know my mother said this to encourage me. Yes, which mother in the world is unwilling to let her children grow up in progress?
I beat my composition 12. What you are afraid of is your weakest point. You will have more courage and confidence after defeating yourself.
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Gorky said, "The greatest victory is to conquer yourself", which is absolutely true. I know the process of learning to ride a bike so well that I dare not even touch it. But after learning it, I ride my bike around happily every day.
On a crisp morning, I asked my mother to learn to ride a bike together. My mother helped me with the car. I thought it was just learning to drive. It wasn't easy, so I let my mother go. Suddenly the front of the car twisted and I fell to the ground with a bang. My body is covered with dirt, and my arm hurts when I fall. So, I haven't learned to ride a bike for several days. I thought to myself, "Why is it so difficult to ride a bike? Most children won't? " So, I made it for my sister, who knew my sister could ride it. Then I went to ask my brother. My brother can even ride an electric car. I said to myself, "Di Jinhao, why can't you do what others can do?" So I got up the courage to start practicing again. Fall down again, stand up again, fall down again, stand up again. After many troubles, I can finally ride a horse skillfully. I was overjoyed and silently read, "As long as I work hard, the iron bar will also be ground into a needle. As long as you persist, you will succeed. "
Slowly, I grew up. From riding a bike, I formed a good habit of never giving up. Now the wall full of honor books, let me taste the sweetness of defeating myself.
I have overcome my composition 13 life, which means a challenge, not to challenge others, but to challenge myself, my shortcomings and my limits. Just say me, I am a girl who dares to challenge and make progress forever.
Last year 1 1 month, I also bought two badminton exercises under the infection of kicking shuttlecock. Since then, kicking shuttlecock has become the best choice for my spare time.
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That night, I practiced in the open space. You see how hard I play: my eyes are fixed on the shuttlecock, and my body keeps choosing the right position with the shuttlecock. Where are my feet? Much more flexible and very relaxed. Shuttlecock also goes up and down like China. In this way, in less than ten minutes, the sweat has been as big as soybeans, like a broken pearl, and it keeps flowing down the cheeks. Just then, a surprise was born. I played twenty badminton at once, which is the highest record I played badminton! Suddenly, I was ecstatic and cheered. "Too good, too good! I kicked twenty. " A relaxed feeling surrounds me. However, I don't know why, but a force in my heart prompted me to pick up the shuttlecock and continue to struggle. I looked at the setting sun, picked up the shuttlecock and cheered for the next goal. Every time I go home, I am sweating; Every time I come back, I am full of excitement.
It is this enterprising and challenging spirit that inspires me and makes my success more perfect and complete!
I beat my composition 14 Gorky said; "The greatest victory is to defeat yourself." Yes, a person always grows in the process of constantly overcoming himself: sometimes we need to overcome laziness, sometimes we need to overcome timidity, and sometimes we need to overcome carelessness. Only by overcoming these obstacles can we succeed!
I remember when I was seven years old, one of my front teeth shook so badly that I couldn't eat. I groaned in pain. My mother ran over to have a look and said, "This front tooth must be pulled out, or there will be small teeth in it." Mom said she would hold out her hand. I was scared and said I would succeed. Then I shook it by hand, and it didn't work. Pulling with a rope, I can't help myself. I'm as anxious as an ant on hot bricks. Mom said, if it really doesn't work, we can only go to the hospital. I panicked: doctors shouldn't cut with pliers or saws! My legs and feet are weak at the thought of it. Mom said, "If you don't go, waiting for your teeth to grow inside will kill you." If you are cruel, go!
Along the way, I was uneasy and worried. I didn't expect to arrive at the hospital gate so soon. After completing the formalities, I went to the dentist's door to line up. I saw a child covered in blood, and my heart was even more nervous and my heart was pounding. My mother seemed to see through me and held my hand tightly. "It's okay, trust mom, just pull it out." It's my turn soon. The doctor told me to lie on the chair. I walked slowly with tears in my eyes. "Doctor, you must be gentle!" "Then I closed my eyes, clenched my fist, opened my mouth and let the doctor manipulate my teeth. I just heard the doctor say, "All right. "I can't believe my ears. When I opened my eyes, my teeth were on the doctor's pliers and I didn't feel any pain at all. Sure enough, I can't overcome the hurdle in my heart. We won't know until it's over. No big deal.
After that, I beat myself. I've learned: As long as you face it bravely, nothing can't be defeated!
I typed 15 in my composition. Early in the morning, the teacher came into the classroom with a smile and said, "I'll check the signature of yesterday's article" Edison Save Mom ". "
I suddenly became nervous. I don't think I signed it yesterday. I quickly opened the book and read it attentively. Oh, my God! I forgot to sign my name.
Teachers check one by one, getting closer and closer to me. I thought anxiously: don't look for me! Otherwise, I'm finished, Amitabha, God bless, don't check me! Merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, help me!
At this time, it has been found that several students have not signed. The sky is particularly gloomy, the green leaves are gray, and the songs of birds are not as crisp and pleasant as before, like sad parting music.
It's my turn I'm completely desperate. I'm devastated. I'm going to be trained!
The Chinese teacher reached out and seemed to open my Chinese book. I closed my eyes sadly. "Well, not bad!" When I opened my eyes, I saw the teacher leafing through my deskmate's books. I'm relieved.
The Chinese teacher took two steps, then immediately turned around and said, "Show me your signature." I crustily skin of head and walked towards the teacher with heavy steps. "Where is the signature?"
I was scared to death. The teacher trusts me very much. It's okay to lie, but ... is that okay? I opened my mouth but couldn't say a word. It was a long time before I remembered that the teacher was asking questions. I thought again: tell the truth, or no one will believe me anymore.
I said softly, "I forgot." The teacher also said slowly, "Just sign at noon."
I finally understand: honesty is very important, and overcoming difficulties is equally important!